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I need the saint of impossible causes The saint of no return The saint of scented candles That never really burn I need the saint of laughter I need the saint of tears I need the saint detective Who can find my stolen years I need the saint of needing I need the saint of loss The one who gave up wanting His heart to trash to toss I need the saint of longing I need the saint of will I need the saint of killers Too afraid to kill I need the saint of music need the saint of love Only they can save me reaching out for you I need the saint of weapons That never hurt no one A struggle towards perfection To obliterate the sun I need the saint of drinking Wine and ice-cold beer Is there any saint of thinking Beyond the reach of fear The saint of our desire Is sitting here with me He says you ain't no buddha There ain't no mystic tree You could sit forever And never understand The mind of this creator Moving mountains in your hand (I know what you're thinking and you're right) I need the saint of music need the saint of love Only they can save me reaching out for you I need the saint of music need the saint of love Only they can save me reaching out for you I need the saint of healing I need the saint of health I shot the saint of money Beat up the saint of wealth The saint of twisted memory The saint that sets us free I saw them run together They look like you and me For the saint of fallen skies And the saint of heavy rain The saint of bored encounters Was making fun of all my pain You are a tiny man he said With language from below A hitcher in the whirlwind Just like the saint of snow (And then he said...) I need the saint of music need the saint of love Only they can save me reaching out for you I need the saint of music need the saint of love Only they can save me reaching out for you Only they can save me reaching out for you Only they can save me reaching out for you
Writer(s): Joseph Arthur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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